Mike Borowski

Mike Borowski is a medically retired Army combat medic with 23 years of service, including a combat deployment to Iraq, and a high school Anatomy and Physics teacher at a high-need Career Technical district in Northeast Ohio — where he also wrote and published the textbooks for both courses. He runs "Bski's Classroom," a platform dedicated to cutting through political noise with data, history, and the kind of blunt honesty that comes from someone who has seen both war and the American classroom up close. X (Twitter): x.com/BskiMike22802 Substack: substack.com/@bskimike22802 YouTube: www.youtube.com/@BskiMike22802

He Wants to Raise Your Kids. Here Is the Babysitter’s Resume.

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Friday morning. First cup of coffee. The good mug. “She calls me Daddy.” Kids not up yet, house quiet, the one peaceful ten minutes a father of four gets all day.

And then I read it.

Ro Khanna, congressman from Silicon Valley, announced that it is time for Democrats to offer “a bold vision for free childcare.” His bill would make childcare free, pay childcare workers a “living wage,” put friends, family, and neighbors who watch your kids on the government payroll, and mail stay-at-home parents a $1,000 stipend.

Stop Losing Your VA Claim: A Combat Medic’s No-Excuses Guide to Getting the Rating You Actually Earn

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I FAILED MY OWN CLAIM. MORE THAN ONCE.

Let me start with a confession, because somebody needs to say it out loud.

I am a medically retired Army combat medic. Twenty-three years. Iraq. I spent my career documenting injuries on OTHER soldiers — SF 600s, sick call notes, MEDEVAC paperwork. If anyone on this planet should have walked into the VA claims process and crushed it on the first try, it was me.

I did not.

Bernie Sanders convinced me that socialism can work… But Bernie is not going to like it

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I owe Senator Sanders an apology. And a challenge.

For years I stood in front of classrooms and told teenagers that socialism does not work. I was wrong, and I am willing to say so in public. Socialism works fine. It has been working in the United States for generations, on a printed schedule, at places like Fort Jackson, Fort Sill, and Fort Leonard Wood, none of which has a single Bernie sign in the yard.

There is a catch, of course. There is always a catch. The system only works when a specific set of conditions is in place, and every one of them is something @SenSanders has spent fifty years calling cruel. I know he could not survive those conditions, because he already flunked a much gentler version of the test in 1971. We will get to that. Do not skip ahead. It is the best part.

Put Dave Ramsey in Charge of the Federal Budget. I’m dead serious.

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I have used the envelope system in my own home. Actual paper envelopes. Actual cash. Sitting on my kitchen counter, labeled in Sharpie for groceries, gas, the kids’ activities, all of it. And here is what happened the one time I reached into the grocery envelope and there wasn’t enough left for the steak I wanted: I didn’t buy the steak. I stood there in the meat aisle at Aldi, did the math in my head, and put it back. Bought chicken instead. My daughter still brings it up. “Remember when we didn’t get steak because of the envelope, Dad?” Yes, sweetheart. I remember. Because that’s what happens when the money is gone. It’s gone. There’s no secret second envelope hiding behind the first one. There’s no “we’ll figure it out next month.” The cash in the envelope IS the budget, and when it’s empty, you stop. Full stop. No negotiation with yourself at 9pm in a grocery store.

If You Were Born Before 1980, The Left Has Killed You With Climate Change At Least 17 Times!

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My aunt sent me a graphic last Thanksgiving. You know the kind. Red background, dripping font, a countdown clock, and a caption that said something like “SCIENTISTS AGREE: WE HAVE LESS THAN A DECADE LEFT.” She tagged me because she knows I teach science, and she wanted me to tell everyone at the table how scared to be.

I did not tell anyone how scared I was. I put my fork down and asked her a question instead: how many of these countdown clocks has she personally lived through already. She’s sixty-one. She could not name one. Not one single specific year, name, or quote. Just a general, permanent, floating sense of dread that has apparently been humming in the background of her entire adult life, refreshed every few years with a new deadline, never once checked against the last one.

9/11 Was the Government’s Biggest Failure — So Why Do Truthers Think It Was Their Only Flawless Success?

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Quick note before I get into it, because today’s the day this actually matters. It’s Patriot Day. Twenty-five years since 2,977 people went to work, boarded a flight, or showed up for a shift, and didn’t come home, and since 343 FDNY firefighters ran up stairwells everyone else was running down. Everything below this gets …

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Flock Cameras Violate Our Constitutional Rights To Privacy… Or Do They???

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Twenty-three years in an Army uniform, a decade running an ambulance, four kids, and a piece of mail from the City of Cleveland accusing me of a hit and run I did not commit. I am not retelling that story here. I already spent an entire article on it, and if you missed it, go find it. What I will tell you is what happened after that article went up.

The Nine-Month IV Drip Nobody Told You About — And Why Lindsay Clancy Needs Your Prayers

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Today you get the other two things I am, the medic and the science teacher, and I need you to set the pitchfork down for about ten minutes. Because I am going to walk you through some neuroendocrinology first, and only then tell you what it has to do with three dead children in Duxbury, Massachusetts.

Bumble Just Surrendered to Biology — And a Lesbian Feminist Journalist Called It Twenty Years Ago

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On Tuesday, August 11th, 2026, a company quietly euthanized the one idea it was built on.

Bumble — the dating app whose entire personality, marketing budget, brand identity, and stock pitch rested on the single rule that WOMEN MESSAGE FIRST — announced that men can now message first.

That is it. That is the whole company. Gone. Eleven years of “we are the app where women hold the power,” retired in a press release with the tone of a man explaining to his wife why there is a boat in the driveway.